Dressed as the daughter of the villain's son?

After several days of sunshine, only a thin layer of snow remained, a bit like the thin crisps stuck on a cake to relieve the greasiness.

Fufeng Fort fell silent. No noise could be heard but the whispers of the trees brought by the wind could be heard.

The sun is very warm today. Qingyun is lying on the recliner feeling a little drowsy. There are a few pots of unknown flowers in the sunroom, and their subtle fragrance is particularly hypnotic.

Jiang Zhenzhen sat beside her, flipping through the book in her hand. The sunlight was a little glaring, so she tilted her body slightly, casting a shadow on the book.

Today, I went out to buy some melons and found a cart of melons at a very cheap price. Fang Cheng bought them all and just cut a plate of them and sent them to the attic for Qingyun.

Qingyun was still a little dazed when he was woken up, with his eyes half open, as if he was still in a dream.

"Today's honeydew melon is very sweet, Miss, please try it." Fang Cheng also slowed down his voice, put down the plate and slowly walked out.

Qingyun felt as if he had really had a dream and went back to sleep peacefully.

Jiang Zhenzhen finally woke her up after half an hour had passed. If she slept too long in the afternoon, wouldn't she have to perform a havoc in heaven to satisfy her at night?

The honeydew melon has been exposed to the sun for so long that when you put it in your mouth, you feel a little warm and juicy, just like drinking honeydew melon juice.

Qingyun ate two pieces and felt a little full, so she lay down and looked into the distance. She felt a little bored.

There was a bird in the distance. It flew towards this side for a while, then turned around and flew away. Maybe someone was shooting birds in the woods.

Fu Shengyu wanted his daughter to get more familiar with this place and have a greater sense of belonging to Fufeng Fort. The rest of the matters would be taken care of after the banquet.

Wen Geyin went back to send the wolves away and didn't come back for several days. I don't know if she wanted Feng Huayang to realize that something was wrong and ask about it, but Feng Huayang went out to compete with Wu Geng and didn't come back either.

Chang Jin was the only one living in Qingfenglangyuan. It was hard for him not to complain that he was afraid of the dark and living alone. Now everyone would know that he was pretending before.

Jiang Zhenzhen had already put down the book. She found that the eldest daughter seemed to have no interest in these toys. The teddy bears and Barbie dolls were just taken a look at and thrown aside.

Being young is inconvenient. Even if you have an idea, you have no money and no one to help you.

"Azhen, let's go out for a walk." Qingyun perked up and stood up. She thought that it might be because she stayed at home too much that she felt tired, or it might be because no one talked to her much.

"it is good."

Qingyun felt a little annoyed when she stood outside Fuyao. She didn't want to look for Chang Jin. It would be better if Wen Geyin was there. Wen Geyin's emotional intelligence was compatible with others and she would feel comfortable getting along with him.

There were some interesting places in Fufeng Fort, but they were not suitable for children, and she couldn't explain why she could find those places.

Walking aimlessly, Qingyun felt a little annoyed why he didn't describe Fufeng Fort well, but he also felt that Fufeng Fort was like a military base, and it was not good to have pleasant scenery and carved beams and painted buildings everywhere.

As they walked, Qingyun's eyes lit up. Excuse me for being frank, but there are two things that Chinese people cannot refuse: one is farming, and the other is infrastructure.

Fufeng Fort has a large population and occupies a large area, with huge daily consumption. So if something happens, how will Fufeng Fort solve the survival problem?

Turning around and walking along the stone path through the bamboo forest, the warehouse was hidden inside. Two people with armed guns were guarding the door.

With that serious look on her face, if Qingyun hadn't known it was her doing, he wouldn't have known that there were only radishes, cabbages, potatoes, sweet potatoes and the like stored inside.

This is her bad taste. Anyway, food is a basic survival issue. If someone visits Fufeng Fort at night and finds a pile of vegetables in the heavily guarded warehouse, they should be very happy. There is no threat at all.

"Miss." The guard didn't say anything, and an old man in coarse linen clothes walked over. He didn't look like a person of this era. His gray hair was tied into a bun on his head, fixed with a piece of wood. He had a hunched back, like an ancient farmer.

Qingyun was a little puzzled when she saw him using the hoe as a crutch. There were so many people who appeared, and she couldn't remember who this person was. Maybe he just passed him by in passing.

"Hello, Grandpa." If you can't remember, forget it. Let's see how the situation develops.

"My name is Wang Tiande, Miss, you can just call me Old Man Wang." The old voice sounded again, and the old man's waist was bent even more.

Qingyun took two steps back. He was a little scared seeing him like this. This old man didn't look like a good person. He seemed like he was pretending to be old.

"I, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first." Qingyun said and turned around and ran away, not wanting to go to the warehouse at all.

The old man behind her was a little disappointed when he saw the child running away. He sat down cross-legged and said, "Tsk, am I not acting well? Why did the young lady run away?"

His voice was a little hoarse now, but not as hoarse as before. He looked up at the bewildered Jiang Zhenzhen and said unhappily, "What are you doing here? Hurry up and catch up with the young lady."

Jiang Zhenzhen finally reacted and hurried to find Qingyun.

After Qingyun ran out, he bumped into Wen Geyin, who had a stern look on his face. He was wearing a black leather jacket with some water marks on it.

Qingyun was knocked to the ground by the reaction force. Seeing Wen Geyin like this, she was a little scared and even forgot to cry because of the pain in her butt and hands.

After seeing Qingyun, Wen Geyin calmed down a little and wanted to reach out to hug her, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he seemed to be hesitant about something and did not hug her.

Qingyun pursed her lips. She felt a little aggrieved and wanted to cry. She fell, but Wen Geyin didn't show any reaction. Wasn't he the most gentle and humble?

Wen Geyin looked around to see if there was anyone around, frowned and squatted down to look at Qingyun, "Qingyun, does it hurt? Can you get up? It's not convenient for Brother Yin to hold you right now."

There were already tears in Qingyun's eyes. She didn't want to speak because as soon as she opened her mouth, tears would fall and it would be embarrassing.

But she had no idea how pitiful she was now. Wen Geyin felt a little soft-hearted. He carefully reached out his hand to touch her head, "Qingyun, dear, you must be hurt from the fall. Let Brother Yin take a look at your hand."

Qingyun smelled blood and thought her hand was bleeding, after all, her palm was really painful. But when she stretched out her hand, she found that only her palm was very red, with a few marks left by stones, but the skin was not broken.

"It hurts." The moment she opened her mouth, tears began to fall. Without the tears to stop her tears, she could clearly see dark red bloodstains on the cuffs of Wen Geyin's white sweater. That was the source of the bloody smell.

"Brother Ayin, you are injured." Qingyun was very panicked. It was very calm at this point in time. How could Wen Geyin be injured?

Wen Geyin quickly withdrew his hand and adjusted his sweater. He had regained some of his usual gentleness. "It was an accident. I'm fine. Qingyun, besides your hand, does it hurt anywhere else?"

His butt also hurt, but it was difficult to say it out loud, so Qingyun just kept silent.

Wen Geyin smiled and seemed to understand. He gently helped Qingyun up, brushed off the dust on her, then carefully checked his palm. He was relieved when he found that nothing serious happened.

"Come on, Brother Ayin will take you to wash up and make winter bamboo shoots for Qingyun in the evening." Wen Geyin still picked up the child. He must have fallen quite hard, and no one knew what bad thing he had done to make him run so fast.

"Miss." Jiang Zhenzhen was stunned as soon as she ran out. Her true love appeared.

Wen Geyin glanced at the silly woman, then carried Qingyun towards Qingfenglangyuan. He was feeling a little uncomfortable now, so he wanted to take a shower, then see what was wrong with Qingyun, and then cook a meal. He was busy.

Her true love appeared, holding her eldest daughter and walked away. Was that her true love? It was a damn human trafficker!

"Wait a minute, wait a minute!" Jiang Zhenzhen ran after him with all her might, and her shoes almost flew off.

Wen Geyin was a little annoyed when he saw the woman blocking his way, but his good upbringing over the years made him ask calmly, "Who are you?"

"I'm the maid who takes care of the young lady. Who are you and where are you taking the young lady?" Jiang Zhenzhen's beautiful fantasies about men were gone. Her mind was full of despicable men who molested young girls.

Wen Geyin looked at her and said, "Neglected your duties? You panicked when the child was taken away. What were you doing before that?"

Jiang Zhenzhen hesitated for a moment. Could she say that her legs felt a little numb at that time?

"Qingyun, the people your father picked aren't very good. Can Brother Yin find two for you in a couple of days?"

Wen Geyin carried Qingyun and walked around Jiang Zhenzhen and left.

Jiang Zhenzhen was a little flustered. She indeed did not follow the eldest lady closely, but there were reasons for it and she did not do it on purpose.

Wen Geyin didn't hear the footsteps behind him. He curled the corners of his mouth and snorted coldly. Fu Shengyu still doesn't know how to choose people. He doesn't catch up at this time. He doesn't understand his responsibilities at all.

Qingyun looked back at Jiang Zhenzhen. She quite liked this person. He was very quiet and would not interfere with her too much, but he seemed a bit passive.

Looking at the bewildered Jiang Zhenzhen, Qingyun sighed in his heart, what a useless thing.

For her, every person who appears must be useful. Obviously, Jiang Zhenzhen is a useless existence now. There is no point in keeping her, so it is better to delete her.